Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Ecuador and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing FM Einheit to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Kings Of Tomorrow. All the underground hits.
All Sight & Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every LL Cool J record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Rotary Connection,
Chris & Cosey,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kaleidoscope,
Grauzone,
Radio Birdman,
Bill Wells,
Moby Grape,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Nico,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Soul II Soul,
Urselle,
Swans,
Scientists,
The Remains,
Deepchord,
Marine Girls,
Goldenarms,
Fear,
Rekid,
Maleditus Sound,
The New Christs,
Tommy Roe,
Ten City,
Tubeway Army,
The Misunderstood,
Mad Mike,
The Kinks,
Joy Division,
Graham Central Station,
Soft Machine,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Leonard Cohen,
Parry Music,
Country Joe & The Fish,
the Slits,
Eurythmics,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Toni Rubio,
Harmonia,
Motorama,
Anakelly,
Maurizio,
The Techniques,
Boz Scaggs,
10cc,
Drive Like Jehu,
Suicide,
Crooked Eye,
Fluxion,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Dirtbombs,
Crime,
The Gun Club,
Siglo XX,
Bootsy Collins,
John Lydon,
Angry Samoans, Angry Samoans, Angry Samoans, Angry Samoans.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.